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Will never be the women with the perfect hair,
who can wear white and not spill on it.
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Huda Nabila I love coffee and tea loves me. Own a instagram, facebook account and a twitter. Follow if you wish :) ♥Exits
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Wednesday, March 26, 2008
you will get your return. Trust me. If you think is a GAME, you're such a LOSER. If you think is FUN, you got to be KIDDING. I just do not understand how liars, hypocrites and those evil people live in this small world. Aint they feel guilty about themselves? About the things they've done? Didnt they know that they will get the unpleasant thing in return? I will start all my blabbering and i won't even care about what people would think of it cos i had enough of being dumb and being too nice, maybe? I couldn't even think of anything, that makes you people to do such things to me. If you think i'm a big fucking rich girl who owns a big fucking farm and live in four or five story banglo, which have a beautiful garden, who has six or seven maid and a prefect lifes, NO I DON'T. If you think i am pampered with cash all over me, my roof top which is made of gold bars, my wallpaper filled with the red notes or blue, YOU'RE SO WRONG. Before anyone could even judge me of what i've been talking about, i should let you guys know that, i lost my whole purse last week in school. Okay, let me put this way, My wallet was STOLEN last week in school. I do not know HOW and WHY, but i just couldn't accept the fact that it was stolen and my whole purse was gone juuuust like that. Cos, whats inside is the matter. The cash that i've been working hard for is gone. The discount coupons i wanna use for my tai tai's day is gone. The locker's key is gone. 110 or 120 bucks is gone. The POSB's card is gone annd that new Adidas purse i bought, recently, IS GONE. I left with no cents and i am so so depressed. It was my mistake to bring along that amount of money and don't even asked why. Every cents i've work for, really counts. And i traced every cents of it. Whats much more miserable is that, this happened not once but twice. I lost my 50 bucks (around febuary), still, my hardwork money. the lost of all those may not mean alot to you, but it is to me. All this happened in school not even half a year. How miserable is that. i have my own plan for my birthday with the money i've earned. To be like tai tai but this time with my own money. I wanna enjoy and be happy and shop like no one cares. Am looking forward for all that. But when this fucking thing happened, am really down. Now that i have to start all over again, i've got to drag myself and start from the beginning. Thanks to the bloody stealer, now i've always got the mindset that, it's just going to be suck on my birthday. A NOTE TO WHOEVER IT MAY CONCERN. i may not know who you are exactly, but you just have to remember one tiny thing. I've prayed every single day to god, to give you his fairly return. And to you, you have to thank me for not cursing you upside down. Cos, it's just not pleasant enough to do that, you see. And God, i wanna be the happiest girl ever in my whole life on the 1st of April. AND, to all my secondary school friends, i miss you guys aloooot and please, i want a hug tight from you peeps. ITE's friend is never the same as you people. Really. Labels: 7 more days(: |
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I know money can't buy me happiness,
but it does bring me a more pleasant form of misery. |
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